Chapter 28 Eating roast duck with Xie Jin
Xie Jin has been working in the industry for almost 30 years. What kind of writer has not seen such requirements as dialects, which have long been commonplace.
"If Yanzi wants to write a script, of course you can, but movie scripts and novels are two literary forms. I wonder if you have understood it before, or have written a script?"
"I haven't written it yet. Yes, but I know a little bit about how to write it.”
Fang Yan has already found a reason for himself to understand the script.
The Chinese opera is located in Dongmianmian Hutong in Nanluogu Lane. It is not far from my own alley, so it is inevitable that I will be influenced by it and fall in love with movies.
This is indeed the case.
If I had not been in business in my previous life, I would have really thought about becoming an actor, especially a national first- and third-level actor like Mr. Hou.
I don’t envy mandarin ducks or immortals, I envy Mr. Hou every day.
“It doesn’t matter.”
The words were 70% true and 30% false. Xie Jin believed it to be true, "Our Shanghai Film Studio strongly supports the original author's participation in script creation and will definitely assist you in writing the script of "Wrangler"."
"That's right. !”
Fang Yan nodded with satisfaction.
Now is the literary and art world, not the entertainment industry of later generations.
It is very common for screenwriters and writers to shoulder the same responsibility. Their status and voice are very high, second only to the director, and sometimes even higher than the director. If you say you can't make blind changes, you can't make blind changes.
Moreover, the salary and royalties are also quite high!
For example, "Second Spring", an old movie whose lines were borrowed from "The Three-Body Problem", "Natural Selection, Advance Four" comes from the lines of this old movie, "Sea Eagle, Go forward three”.
The author fee paid by Bayi Factory to the screenwriter is 500 yuan!
It’s still the 1970s!
Equivalent to more than a year’s salary of an ordinary worker!
And that’s not counting the various subsidies and subsidies during the writing of the script.
Sure enough, literature and art are still very popular these days!
…………
After a while, roast duck, duck soup, etc. were served on the table.
Dialect picked up thin slices of duck meat, dipped it in sweet noodle sauce, placed it on the lotus leaf pancake, rolled it with a few shredded green onions, and dipped it in sweet noodle sauce.
As soon as you take it into your mouth, it is so fat but not greasy that it can dance ballet on the tip of your tongue.
This is called an authentic place!
Everyone rolled lotus leaf cakes and ate happily.
“This Peking duck is indeed a rare delicacy.”
Xie Jin couldn’t help but sigh.
"That's right."
Dialect playfulness: "There is a saying that goes like this, if you want to be a winged bird in heaven, you will eat roast duck on earth; when are the spring flowers and autumn moon, the past is all about roast duck; in the sky, you will eat roast duck. If there is love in the world, the right way in the world is to eat roast duck!"
"Haha!"
In an instant, the whole room burst into laughter.
“Thank you, Director, cheers.”
Dialect skillfully enlivens the atmosphere of the wine table.
“Do it.”
Xie Jin took a drink, but did not forget his business. He asked about the script concept of "Wrangler", especially what the movie wanted to express.
“The core of the expression is very simple, summarized in four words.”
Dialect stretched out four fingers: “Patriotism.”
"Yes, yes, as the poem says, 'Why do I always have tears in my eyes? Because I love this land deeply.'"
Xie Jin nodded in agreement.
“The next four words are to work hard.”
Fang Yan said: “On the surface, "Wrangler" looks like scar literature, but it is actually about reflection in the scars. Director Xie wanted to film it. "Wrangler" must explore the positive and sunny side of the novel , if it can bring confidence and strength to life to the audience, it can cheer up the confused and decadent people of this era."
Then he poured the wine and said, "I think it is best to make "Wrangler" like this. A successful movie, what do you think?”
"Same! Just as I thought!"
Xie Jin patted the table excitedly.
“Really?”
Fang Yan raised the wine cup and said, “Then Director Xie and I thought of going together. A thousand cups of wine are too little when we have a close friend. Come on, let’s have another drink.”
Xie Jin's face turned red, "I wonder when Yanzi plans to start writing the script?"
"It will start at 7 o'clock tonight."
Fang Yan said in a joking tone.
“What Yanzi said is true!”
“Otherwise, what do you think?”
“I thought you were talking about Mr. Ma’s cross talk.” “Yes. "Starts at seven o'clock tonight", right?"
The corners of the dialect's mouth are raised, which is Ma Sanli's "Start at ten o'clock". The cross talk was originally called "Start at seven o'clock tonight".
Xie Jin nodded, "Actually, Yanzi doesn't have to be in such a hurry. If it's convenient, you can follow us to Shanghai City. Shanghai Film Factory has a special guest house, and you can stay in and write slowly."
Fang Yan said euphemistically: "Director Xie may not know that I just came to work at "Yanjing Literature and Art" at the beginning of the year, and it has only been more than a month."
"I understand."
Xie Jin said: "Then I will report the situation to the factory and try to stay in Yanjing for a few more days. During this time, we will write the outline of the script first. What do Yanzi think?"
Fang Yan said: " This is of course the best."
Xie Jin asked: "So, this paragraph. Time, should you go to the guest house to find me, or should I go to the editorial office to find you, or..."
"It's better to be at my home, which is more convenient and private."
Dialect News reported. He also planned the bus route from the guest house to Nanluogu Lane for Xie Jin.
"Okay, that's it!"
Xie Jin agreed.
After the serious talk, a table of people ate roast duck and drank some wine.
After having had enough wine and food, everyone had a satisfied smile on their face, wiping their hands while looking at the duck rack.
“What should I do with these?”
"This is usually packaged and taken away, and then cooked at home. You can fry it or stew it in soup."
Fang Yan saw the waiter push the door open and come in.
"We are staying in a guest house, and there is nothing we can do with the duck shelf when we take it back. Why don't Yanzi pack it up and take it away?"
Xie Jin made a smooth favor.
Fang Yan did not refuse and accepted it happily. Then he took out the money from his pocket and asked the waiter to pack half a roast duck and three portions of green onion sauce.
As for duck bone soup, there is a ready-made duck rack right in front of you.
“No, how can I ask you to pay!”
Xie Jin waved his hand, “Let’s take half a roast duck and three portions of onion sauce, right? They’ll all be recorded on this table’s account. Go up."
Fang Yan said: "Don't. , Director Xie, please don’t. Public is public and private is private. I want to take this half roast duck home to feed my family. This meal with you is a completely different matter and must be paid for separately.”
"Yanzi, you are too polite."
Xie Jin looked at him with admiration.
"Don't say that, I'm already rude enough. Look at these two ducks, they both let me go."
Fang Yan said with a smile: "Yes. Otherwise, there is still some wine left in Tongzhou Laojiao. Why don’t you thank me for taking it away? It’s a shameful waste.”
“Then we’ll do what Yanzi said and we’ll take the wine away.”
Xie Jin narrowed his eyes and looked at him with even more admiration.
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The night is dark and the moon and stars are few and far between.
Fang Yan rode his bicycle leisurely and returned to the courtyard.
“Today I drink heavily to celebrate my achievements, and I will never rest until my ambition is fulfilled.”
“In the coming days, I will show my talents and shed my blood to write about the Spring and Autumn Period.”
"Uh uh uh uh uh uh~"
He was holding the wrapping paper in his hand and humming in his mouth.
I saw Su Ya riding a bicycle, with Fang Hong holding the back seat behind her, stabilizing her balance, and swaying around the yard.
“Oh, I’m learning to ride a bicycle.”
Fang Yan stopped.
"Yanzi, why did you just come back!"
Fang Hong said angrily: "We have been waiting for you for a long time. Mom has heated up the food. You said you would go...what are you carrying in your hand?" ?”
“Hey, Peking duck, and two duck racks”
Fang Yan burped.
“What! Roast duck!”
Not only Fang Hong and Su Ya were shocked, but Yang Xia and Fang Yan who were waiting for dinner in the room immediately rushed out the door.
Thanks to Tianxia Zongheng for having my 100 starting coins.
(End of this chapter)